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If music be the food of love, play on ; Give me excess of it, that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ! it had a dying fall : O ! it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing...SHAKESPEARE IN MUSIC - Page 158by LOUIS C. ELSON - 1900Full view - About this book

...compared, and perhaps not without reason, to certain impressions produced upon our other senses.  " That strain again ;  it had a dying fall, O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour." Shaks, To the eye some appearances,...

...food of love, play on, Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ;  it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,1 That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour.2  Enough ; no more ; 'Tis...

...of love, play on ; Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die  That strain again ;  it had a dying fall ; O, it came o'er my ear, like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving adour.  Enough, no more, Tis not...

...strain again ;  it had a dying fall : 0, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. ...no more ; Tis not so sweet now, as it was before. O spirit of love, how quiek and fresh art thou ! That, notwithstanding thy capacity Receiveth as the...

...lov«, play on, Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sickeu, and so die.- *  That strain again ; it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. Enough; no more; 'Tis not...

...food of love, play on, Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ;  it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south,1 That breathes upon a hank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour. 2> Enough ; no more ;...

...food of love, play on, Give me excess of it ; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ;  it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour.  Enough; no more; Tis not...

...again :  it had a <lying fall : O, it came o'er my ear, like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour Enough...; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before. O spirit of love, how quick and fresh art thou \ That, notwithstanding thy capacity Recciveth as the...

...in London. Child. 9. Declination or diminution of found; caik-nc-e; clofe of mufick.  That fcrain again ; it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear, like the fiveet South That breathe? upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odours. Sbakefp. How fweetly...

...food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken, and so die. That strain again ;  it had a dying fall : O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing, and giving odour Enough ; . no more ; 'Tis not...